weeonion it all boils down to one simple little fact - I don't fit their stereotypical parent criteria. I am (was!) younger than the other mothers who were late 30s on their firsts whereas I was 29, I am covered in tattoos, visible, obvious ones on my hands, neck, arms, legs, my hair is frequently blue, purple, pink or some other silly colour, I wear rock band t-shirts and biker jackets, whereas all the other mothers wear Boden and Cath Kidston, I listen to rock, they listen to Lada Del Ray, I do the hippy atachment parenting thing for as long as my kids need it, they have nannies and au pairs from a week old and send the little ones off to summer camps at 3 so they can have time to themselves, I am not rich, at all, sometimes money is tight and I struggle and I'm not ashamed to say I can't afford something, it's just how life is sometimes, they drive Porsche 4x4s and Range Rover's (which by the way they have no idea how to drive the 10 minute urban journey from their 3 million pound mansion to the school), they show off about how much their handbag cost, I show off what an absolute bargain knock down price I got mine for, they dote on their big strong chauvenistic husbands, I left mine and have chosen to be forever single since then, I must obviously be after their old, bald, fat, rich husbands then, I look like a bimbo yet I am weirdly knowledgeable and educated, more so than most of them and it does not make sense, surely I should be thick, chav, on drugs, violent or a slapper given how I look, yet I'm not, it does not compute, I'm weird, I don't fit in, therefore I must be feared and forced out, lest they catch my strangeness. It really is that simple. I hate that school and all the parents in it and it was the biggest mistake and regret of my life sending her there, even more so than marrying her father. I am literally counting the days till DD leaves. I know I sound slightly unhinged, that it can't possibly be all them and no responsibility lies with me, but I swear on DD's life I did nothing to any of them and in fact tried to be as good a friend as possible, helping with childcare when they needed it, staying behind at every party to help clean up when all the other parents left, I hosted loads of parties for the kids, always made an effort to be friendly and complimentary, if any of them had rang me at 3am needing help I would have done whatever I could to help but when they witness an event, know that I then get accused of something, being the easy target, they all saw what happened and saw it wasn't me and I didn't do it, and not one said anything, even though I was begging them to help me, even though I was being threatened with losing my daughter and facing criminal prosecution, and they did nothing, well Einstein sums it up, the world will not be destroyed by those who do evil, but by those who witness evil deeds and do nothing. I am bitter and can rant about this for literally hours and this thread is not for that so that's the last I'm saying on the matter, but suffice it to say, if that school burnt down and I never saw any of those people again I'd die a happy Mummy.